How novel.

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* The sun is out.  Then again, it was out for parts of each of the past three days, each of which also featured, at varying times, thunderstorms, torrential downpours, sticky humidity and outright chilliness.  The most lasting effect of all this, though, has been a backyard better suited for rice paddies than rhododendrons.  I swear I saw Robert Duvall being chased by a couple of Viet Cong guerrillas back there, and there may have been the smell of napalm in the morning.  Eleanor and I have each taken cracks at mowing in the back, which desperately needs it but which is still so saturated that it only results in pushing grooves into the dirt and mowing the grass down into the mud rather than into the blades.  Fortunately, there's only a cloud in front of Mister Golden Sun on my weather app today, so hopefully by tonight I can get back there with the mower, and possibly a giant suction hose, and make some progress.

* I'm awaiting a pre-publication book to read-and-react. Not only will this keep me reading on a regular schedule (and more accustomed to reading e-versions), I'm also going to try to turn it into more of a writing discipline, turning some of the dead hours in my life into time to write.  I've had a decent idea kicking around, but it needs some research, some working out of loose ends, and mostly some time to turn into something more than Yet Another Good Dead End.

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It's out here, too! Something of a miracle! It's supposed to be nice out tomorrow, which would be good for getting some manual labour done in the yard...

Your poor soggy yard!

I need to work on writing discipline, too. And editorial discipline. Been on my mind a good bit lately...